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Mariana

Mariana

In an apron, frying bacon,
I saw her gleam like a coffee machine, and I was taken.
Hiding out in the gloom of a greasy spoon,
She shone through the grime like a winter moon, a winter moon.

I wanna know where the rest of her goes.
Ask then maybe you'll know.
I wanna see her without any clothes on.
Ask and you might behold some

Of Mariana, Mariana,
She served me my pies with wanton brown eyes,
And if I'd have lived in the olden days,
I'd have duelled at dawn, and died on a blade, on a blade.

I wanna know where the rest of her goes.
Ask then maybe you'll know.
I wanna see her without any clothes on.
Ask and you might behold some

Time after time after time,
I came and I paid and I dined,
I watched and I reeled and I pined,
Till it clicked in my mind

All the while her smile was telling me,
Come back tomorrow and spend all your money.

 

 

 

 

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Mariana | He wanted to Fly and He Flew | Pedalo | Cosmos | Kids | Her New Disaster | General Sherman | Nina and Her Very Long Hair | Cannonball Stan | The New Golden Days | 1942

 

 

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